Raphael Earhart
August 6, 1437
The Day of the Operation.
— If you find yourself in a life-threatening situation and can't escape on your own, break this capsule.
Alea placed a dark sphere into my hand. I shook it slightly—it felt like it was filled with liquid mixed with some kind of powder or similar substance.
— Understood. Thank you.
I gave her a slight smile, and she returned it. I still couldn't fully tell if her concern for me was genuine or if she had an ulterior motive. But deep inside, I felt that her care was real, and that made things easier.